Chapter 268 The Awakening of a Single Mother (Part 24)

He felt that when it comes to food, it doesn't matter who you buy from. Since the owner's cooking was delicious, they should support her more, since everyone has their own difficulties.

Wen Chan, who loved to complain about being poor, had no idea that her act of playing the victim had successfully won her the sympathy of kind-hearted people.

She's just used to it. If she doesn't play the victim, her colleagues will come to her to borrow money as soon as she gets paid.

They even put it nicely, saying things like their families were too big and they were having trouble, unlike Wen Chan's family which only had two people and couldn't eat much, etc.

In fact, Wen Chan wanted to retort to them, "What does your hardship have to do with me? Your difficulties are not caused by me."

But I'm really weak, and my courage is limited; how could I dare to talk back to someone to their face?

Anyway, the reasons for borrowing money were all sorts of varied. Wen Chan was a weak woman with a mentally challenged son, and the two of them were all alone and miserable outside.

I don't have any relatives or friends, so who would dare to lend me money? If I just loosen my purse strings even a little, it could be disastrous. I might end up not getting the money back.

After selling everything, Wenchan tidied herself up and rode her electric scooter home with her son.

The man who had been standing beside her followed closely behind. Wen Chan was unaware of Huang Xianhai's actions; otherwise, she wouldn't have dared to leave the house for several days.

After all, being followed by a stalker, it's inevitable that she, a woman, would have all sorts of thoughts.

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Wen Chan's confidence soared after her first success. Looking at the money she had earned that day, she realized she had actually made 130 yuan after deducting costs.

Wen Chan cupped her son's little face in her hands and said excitedly, "Ah Xuan, we made money today! Aren't you happy?"

Ah Xuan, enduring the redness on his face from being rubbed, nodded repeatedly, "Mmm, Mommy is so great!"

Wen Chan proudly raised her head, "Of course!"

Looking at these scattered coins, Wen Chan felt that all the hard work was worthwhile.

She worked in the factory for several years, passed all the required exams, obtained all the necessary certificates, and her salary increased to 3500.

Her salary was already quite high, and with the extra money she earned from street vending, buying a house was practically within reach.

If she sets up a stall at the night market every other day, she can earn more than two thousand a month just from that.

With her salary included, Wen Chan calculated that she could earn at least six thousand yuan a month.

Wen Chan slammed her hand on the table and shouted, "Work hard! Work harder! Work harder! Work hard to buy a house!"

Wen Chan and A Xuan originally had a house in their hometown, but they wouldn't easily move it; it was a backup plan that Wen Chan had left for her and her son.

The reason she wanted to buy a house was because she was always working away from home, and Wen Chan didn't plan to go back. So, she and A Xuan would have to live in Dong Province for the rest of their lives.

Why not just buy a house here and transfer your household registration? That way you can enjoy local public services.

Over the years, she has only saved tens of thousands of yuan. If she works harder and earns more money, she should be able to make a down payment on a house in a year.

Looking at his excited mother, Ah Xuan asked curiously, "Then we'll get up early tomorrow to go grocery shopping. Mom, how many pounds of chicken feet do you want to buy?"

Wen Chan thought for a moment, "I bought 10 jin yesterday, so I'll buy 20 jin tomorrow. I should have some repeat customers tomorrow night."

"Make extra spicy chicken noodles too. Mom's off tomorrow, she'll have all day, so make a lot more."

Sure enough, as soon as Wen Chan arrived at the night market, yesterday's repeat customers came over and said, "Boss lady, your boneless lemon chicken feet are so delicious! They're so addictive! That's why we're here to buy some again today."

"That's right. My son ate your spicy chicken noodles yesterday and has been craving them ever since. I didn't even want to come today, but he insisted on dragging me here."

Wen Chan patiently replied to each of them: "I focus on quality and taste. I wouldn't dare sell you anything that's not tasty or clean. Look, I made even more today than yesterday. Come and buy whatever you want!"

With yesterday's experience, Wenchan was much more confident today.

He continued loudly, "First come, first served! If you don't buy now, you won't be able to buy anything when there are more people later. Yesterday, before I closed up shop, many customers came to ask me, saying they would come again today."

"Boss lady, give me three boxes of boneless chicken feet first."

"...I have two boxes of spicy instant noodles and three boxes of boneless chicken feet..."

The previous customers each bought two or three boxes.

The cicada stall had barely been set up when more than 10 boxes had already been sold.

Other passersby, seeing how popular her business was, also came over to buy one or two boxes, just to try it out.

Mr. Zhao, the last person Wenchan met yesterday, actually came over and bought 10 boxes!

In less than an hour, all the cicadas were sold out!

Wen Chan had no idea that business was so easy!

It's a pity she didn't dare to quit her job and start her own business, otherwise she could definitely make a lot of money!

She still wanted to stay in the factory, after all, she had already worked there for seven years. If she waited another three years, after ten years, Wen Chan would be able to receive the five social insurances and one housing fund paid by the factory!

And then there's the retirement pension; all the benefits she's insisting on now will be enjoyed by her and her son in the future.

Besides, she wasn't really interested in doing business. She wouldn't have worked so hard if it weren't for buying a house!

Once this wave of enthusiasm passes, the cicadas will definitely get tired of it, after all, making food to sell every day is really hard work!

She has to carry everything up and down the stairs all by herself, and she also has to go to work, which is exhausting. How could she possibly have that much energy?

Wen Chan is now very concerned about her health. She can't be too tired or under too much pressure, otherwise she'll get sick again like she did in her previous life.

Wen Chan didn't dare to delay for a moment because she had sold out early today and her son was still at home.

After cleaning up, she rushed home. She couldn't bear to leave her son home alone. If anything happened to him, she would regret it for the rest of her life, no matter how much money she earned.

No amount of money is as important as my son!

Wen Chan had just gone upstairs when she ran into Chen Xiaofeng, who was taking out the trash.

When Chen Xiaofeng saw that it was Aunt Wen from next door, she quickly greeted her politely, "Hello, Aunt Wen, where are you going?"

Wen Chan was in a hurry to get home, so she casually said, "I just went to the supermarket to buy some things... Xiao Feng is going to take out the trash! You go ahead, Auntie is going home first."

Without waiting for Chen Xiaofeng's reaction, he went upstairs with her, missing her.

Chen Xiaofeng looked at the beautiful Aunt Wen and was extremely envious. She looked like her father, was a bit dark-skinned, and had a somewhat masculine appearance with a heroic air about her.

But Xiaofeng didn't like that heroic spirit. She preferred Aunt Wen, who was gentle and beautiful, with fair and tender skin that looked like it could be squeezed to release water. Every smile and frown of hers was particularly attractive!

Anyway, every time Chen Xiaofeng looked at Aunt Wen, she would become completely absorbed.

It's just that Xiaofeng's mother, Hu Tao, doesn't like Aunt Wen. Every time she's at home, she curses Aunt Wen, calling her a widow who's lost her husband, and saying that she lives a more comfortable life than those of women who have men.

So Hu Tao kept an eye on Wen Chan, and sometimes she would secretly try to dress up like Wen Chan at home, but unfortunately, her outfits were all out of place and she dared not wear them out.

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